The spread of the netherworld

On the other side, Jumping Cat was in a daze. He had no idea how he managed to walk out of the Samsara Palace. When he regained his senses, he was back at the battle Pavilion. Another group of people was bustling about, controlling the machines to kill each other. They were in high spirits.

"Am I going to join in the fun? Twisting history ... He felt like he was in big trouble! No one knows what that mysterious existence is thinking. Everything is hidden in the fog, and only he knows the past of the world!" Jumping Cat shook her head hard. This was probably because she had joined some NPC camp and had a faction to belong to. She had started to make up history and deceive the world.

All in all, he didn't lose anything now, although he didn't know what would happen in the future.

'After all, a text that deceives all beings and covers up history always feels terrifying ...'